small pica, or philosophy

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I like the word kind.

alone, without qualifiers, it hovers between meanings — good to you and kin.

and it’s such a neat, crisp, gentle word, like folding heavy paper.

  1. rj-anderson reblogged this from plenilune and added:
    small pica, or philosophy:
  2. thewiseandthelovely said: And reading your thoughts about words is one of MY favorite things in the universe, you beautiful soul you <3
  3. katerspie said: I like how strange and vague it is. ‘I kind of love you’ is one of my favorite sentences, because it is so weird and vague, and means nothing.
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